Death of a Queen

This poem took me about 3 weeks to write, I re-wrote every single stanza about 3 times... It was a diffictult poem to write, but I am pleased with the outcome! :)

I’m captured by the warden

heavy thoughts lay in my mind.

My people’s hearts have hardened

greedy hands guard what they find.

I was crowned at just 13

expected me to take the reigns

in this country I’m their queen

Half my court thinks I’m insane.

My family was murdered

Lost in an intended fire

I can still hear them murmur

Someone here is a liar.

Their voices drift down the halls

haunting the gloomy castle

saying not even these walls

can make the murders hassle.

Famine’s fallen on the land

Dead bodies lay strewn in streets

all that’s left of fields are sand

Rags wrapped on my peoples feet

I come back to reality

Look at the knife in his hand

no congeniality

He’s a ready assassin

He brings the knife to my heart

The blade begs, then it plunges.

Then from his hands, blades depart

Away from me he lunges.

Blood spills out the cavity

my hands going to my throat

I’m now fighting gravity

he dumps me into the moat

Flailing and screaming I fall

My body covered in slime.

I will answer heavens call

through the clouds my spirits climb

What remained of my people

That I can not and won’t tell

keep your heads to church steeples

But you need know, all is well.

Author's Note

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Reviews

[SwagMaster]

AH-MAY-ZING!! It was a great write and a fantastic read. Oh, yeah, did you notice? I FOUND YOU!!>:)

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

The remanded look towards history, a most divulged interlude, perfect, a little grammatical edit may help though!